Poetry Poem: Burn
„Being a candle is not easy,
Before giving light one must burn!“ Rumi
Being is my light
The candle burning through this life
Bringing comfort, bringing enlightenment
Orientate in the direction of these insights
Feelings, sky high flying whisks of inspiration
Be wide open and free
Let the moment not choke this expanse of me
We are magnificent
We are free
We call the stars to congregate, consolidate
Shall I then become
Unaccustomed to conditions, preconceptions, ideologies ?
„Being a candle is not easy,
Before giving light one must burn!“ Rumi
Burn, yes incinerate these preconceptions of self
Liberate my perception, burn, then claim
My insignificance, my intrinsic right to liberation
My universality too.
Be true
Be me
Be oceanic
Be free
BURN
